Tag: depression

A good friend came to visit yesterday, although I wasn’t expecting her at all; unlike many of my other good friends she was a pleasant surprise. I had been marinading in my sweatpants from a morning run ( please don’t ask why) and to add I was very comfortable. My beautiful Chi Jazz cuddled just beneath my thigh, and my frenchie sweet cocoa lay at my feet, which also included the running socks (as you guessed) from earlier that morning. We had been sitting there for the majority of the afternoon, smooth jazz softly playing in the background while I bounced between researching upcoming literary events, and the latest celebrity gossip ( or should I say tea). Needless to say, the three of us were happy and content.

The Funk

“What is that smell? Is that you or your dogs?” My good friend had a history of speaking her mind very loudly. I watched as her nose wrinkled in disgust. I couldn’t help but to laugh out loud. All afternoon my beautiful dogs sat right under what humans considered “the funk” they didn’t care that I didn’t smell like lavender, or freshly crushed sage. They just wanted me with “the funk ” and whatever else came with me.

Sweet Cocoa Lets It Go!

As I proceeded to explain my run, and the extremely lame excuse to why I hadn’t yet hopped into the shower. Sweet Cocoa between snores released a “silent but deadly” explanation. The gas quickly filled the room crashing with “the funk” that previously pronounced itself champion to anyone entering the front door. I burst out laughing ” It’s me! My dog had nothing to do with that bomb” The laughter woke up sweet Cocoa she rose slowly, stretched and exited the room.

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It is an unspoken rule among dog lovers that if your dog falls asleep in your lap you dare not move. Instead, no matter our hectic schedule we find ourselves sitting a bit longer than anticipated, wondering what they are dreaming about or if they are comfortable. It hits us that the look on their tiny furry little faces is one of complete relaxation and contentment. Those moments become validation to the reasons we became dog lovers to begin with.

One Reason Is Just As Good As Two

For some of us two-legged, hairless humans; finding sleep the way our four-legged furry companions do can be an exhausting challenge. Whether the day has presented endless tasks, an unexpected guest arrival, or something as serious as a death in the family. No matter how hard we try, sleep doesn’t come easily. Many of us take this time, to download a game on our phone or binge watch the latest Hulu or Netflix series until the sun rises.

The Cozy of Companions

The CDC reports 1 in 3 adults don’t get enough sleep, this can lead to mood swings, and fuel depression and a host of other health issues. I must admit I am very guilty of the Netflix binge until about a year ago. I was sitting there, phone plastered in lap remote in my hand worrying about the woes of a rapidly approaching morning. My body was spent, but my mind had decided it was running the biggest marathon of its career and tonight it was going for gold. That’s when I felt it, a soft and subtle brush on my hand. I looked down and there was my beautiful merle girl Jazz, this chihuahua had more heart and soul then a rottweiler but weighed no more than four pounds. There she slept in a state of peacefulness right by my side, the t.v softly flickered across her face and her small paws rested on my thigh without a care in the world. The ability for her to depend solely on me with no fear or worry. It was three in the morning and she hadn’t left me once. I gently massaged her small head, leaned back, closed both eyes and got the best sleep I had in months.